Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Blogger #2

Ricardo Marquez
English 105

Part 1

1) I grew up in a household of five, me being the youngest sibling out of 3 and the only boy made me the center of attention. The toys I usually received were mostly sport balls. My parents were obsessed with the idea of me playing sports. Since no sport caught my attention my parents decided to sign me up for soccer at a local park regardless. At the time, I was five years old and when my parents told me they signed me up for soccer I got mad and started crying. I begged them not to make me participate in soccer because I was not interested, but nevertheless I was forced to attend. Every Tuesdays and Thursdays there was practice from 6pm-8pm for three months. I tried every trick in the book not to attend practice; pretending to be sick, crying, hiding, and locking myself in my room. Weeks passed by and my mindset about soccer didn’t change. Once soccer season ended my parents finally decided that they would stop pursuing the idea of me playing sports. It was time for me to attend Elementary School and made friends who were not surprisingly into soccer. It was only then when soccer slowly started catching my attention. Every recess I would check out a ball to play with and suddenly, I saw myself playing at home. After a few weeks of having contact with a soccer ball I told my parents that I wanted to try out soccer again.

  2)  As a result, soccer became a part of me in many ways. The first thing soccer helped me with was my communication skills. My freshmen year of high school was a challenging but a good one. I had Biology which I found a bit challenging. My teacher taught in a fast pace and I caught myself being lost a lot. I would constantly ask someone next to me for help and if they couldn’t help me I would stay after class to ask my teacher for help. If the teacher wasn’t available after class then I would go during lunch and talk to my teacher about things I needed more clarification on. The end of the semester approached and I had a B- . Me asking all those questions helped me pass my Biology class. All I could think about when I saw my grade was soccer. Soccer made me pass my class because our soccer coach would insist to interact with our fellow players in order to achieve a certain play or win a game. It was my communication skills that helped me pass my class.

Part 2
1) My parents had a passion for sports and they wanted to pass it on to me. The first few months weren't good I gave up on sports my first year of soccer.

2) After soccer slowly came back into my life.  I saw myself being motivated by soccer my sophmore year. It also gave me my fighting mentality.

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